Ill Intentions - FOMO Lyrics

The walls begin to shake
Am I asleep or awake
The ceiling turned to leaves
And the walls to waves
Dust settled, heavy metal
Bones turned to Jello
One thought to another
It's a never ending process
Now I can feel that we finally made progress
Can't you see its a never ending cycle
Strong as a cyclone wherever I go
It seems to always follow
Never ending cycle strong as a cyclone
Wherever I go it seems to always Follow
A house burnt up into flames
Feelings of intense pain
Round and round my head begins to pound
Round and round it goes like
My head, my head, it goes like
My head, my head, my head, my head, it goes like